My heart is bleeding


My heart is bleeding, terribly and I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to stop it from bleeding.

I have been stabbed deeply in my heart. By the very person who was to protect this heart. I know the face of the one who stabbed me. I just did not see the stabbing happening. It was very subtle. Clouded in sweet promises. Promises that were too sweet to be thought that they were fake. Promises that appeared that nothing, no matter what it was made of could break them.

Promises that held some form of power and put all things together and at ease.

My heart is bleeding, terribly and I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to stop it from bleeding.

I have been stabbed deeply in my heart. By the very person who was to protect this heart. I know the face of the one who stabbed me. I just did not see the stabbing happening. It was very quick. Clouded in sweet smiles. Smiles that were too beautiful to be thought that they were fake. Smiles that appeared everlasting, that nothing, no matter how unpleasant it seemed, could dismiss it.

Smiles that were captivating and heartwarming that it put the body, spirit and soul at ease.

My heart is bleeding, terribly and I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to stop it from bleeding. I have been stabbed deeply in my heart. By the very person who was to protect this heart. I know the face of the one who stabbed me. I just did not see the stabbing happening. It was very intense. Clouded in sweet actions. Actions that were too concrete to be thought that they were fake.

Actions that appeared firmly fixed, that nothing, not even a bulldozer could pull down.

My heart is bleeding, terribly!

Perhaps I should not ask why the clown acts the way it does, but rather ask why I keep participating in the circus, over and over and over again.

Literature and Christ lover!

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  1. Unknown19 March 2019 at 14:55

    Wow, wonderful and interesting to read. Thanks for the link. I will always share.

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